Chapter 352: Makeup Is Wrong, Super Doubled

Her father said wait, that's at least a fifty percent probability.

Lin Zhao pressed her face against Lin Heling's arm, "Then I'll wait. Father is really good, Mother is too."

"Second brother isn't good?" Lin Shisheng leaned over, tugged at Lin Zhao's braided braid, his eyebrows flying, very unrestrained, "I'll help pay half the money."

Lin Zhao slapped his hand but didn't hit him. She endured it, "If you have a lot of money, buy one for the family. Mother and Eldest Sister-in-law are also very hard washing clothes."

In the past, the Lin brothers were the main force in washing clothes. Now they all have jobs, and they have to squeeze out time to wash clothes, falling on the few female comrades at home.

"Okay, I'll save money and buy one for our family too," Lin Shisheng agreed without a second word.

"Washing machine?" Chen Yu inserted with a smile, letting the children run slower, and then continued: "A machine that can wash clothes? Sounds like it can save a lot of trouble."

"Yes, if there is a washing machine, you don't have to wash clothes by hand," Lin Zhao echoed.

Lin Shisheng: "Getting a washing machine is much harder than getting a radio and a bicycle. Need industrial coupons, and the quantity is not small. Uncle is a technician, he probably doesn't have many."

He thought of an idea, his eyes shining as he looked at his sister, "Zhao Zhao, instead of waiting for Father and Mother to buy, why not let Uncle develop a washing machine."

Lin Zhao: "..."

"Is this question out of bounds?"

"What's this about." Lin Shisheng talked eloquently, "Who are you? You are Uncle's precious Zhao Bao. If you open your mouth, Uncle will get it out even if he has to overcome all difficulties. He himself studies this, so it's not crossing the line. If he really encounters difficulties, he can write to old partners to discuss. Maybe it can even promote Uncle's progress, killing two birds with one stone, both sides are beautiful."

"Uncle hasn't done anything to you, you pit him like this..."

Before Lin Zhao finished speaking, Lin Shisheng's voice suddenly increased, and he hurriedly said: "How is this pitting? I don't admit it. Don't you think this is a two-sided beautiful thing? By the time we save enough money to buy a washing machine, I don't know how many years have passed. By then, Xiang Yubao and Heng Bao will have grown up. By the time they grow into big boys, the people washing clothes will have become them."

Hearing this, Xiang Yubao turned his head and said: "That's okay, I wash clothes, I can wash clothes, can wash clean, Mom just leave it to me, I can also cook, Mom stays at home reading books and painting, and playing with Mei Qiu."

Lin Zhao's heart softened into a pool of water, looking at her eldest cub with eyes like spring water in March.

"My son is really filial. But I can't bear to use my big cub either. Still have to buy a washing machine. If we buy a washing machine, we can all free our hands."

Xiang Yubao knew Mom felt heartache for himself, curled the corners of his mouth, and his smile was unusually radiant.

Song Xiwei reached out, poked Lin Zhao's forehead lightly, "Can't bear to use the big cub, but can bear to use your father and me? Little bad egg without conscience."

Although she said so, her eyes were stained with a smile, as gentle and doting as could be.

Don't know what Heling thinks, for someone with high energy like her, the more children rely on themselves, the happier she is.

"Oh, I don't have that." Lin Zhao held her mother's arm with slight force, her beautiful face full of natural closeness.

"The reason why I find Father and Mother when things happen is because I believe in Father and Mother's strength. Father and Mother are strong and united, and can help me solve any troublesome things."

"This mouth of yours," Song Xiwei said.

Calculating the borrowed relationship, she said seriously: "I'll think of a way for you. Save enough to go to Haicheng to buy it for you."

Lin Zhao thought of the terrible situation of the Lin family. Maybe the enemy was still inquiring about the Lin family's news everywhere.

So she said: "Don't go back to Haicheng for these two years, okay? I'm afraid Father and Mother will have an accident."

Lin Heling nodded, "Won't go. Wait until we save enough industrial coupons, and your mother and I will go to the capital to buy it, buy you the best one."

By then, take Xiwei to climb the Great Wall...

Lin Zhao was overjoyed, "Then I'll wait?"

"Wait." Lin Heling saw that his wife was going to move the relationship network that had never been used, and gave his daughter a firm word.

Xiwei finds coupons, he pays the money.

The family also needs it, but slow down, buy for Zhao Zhao first.

Lin Zhao laughed out loud, thinking about not having to boil hot water to wash clothes in the future, and laughed out loud.

"Washing machine is the greatest invention!" she said.

"Follow the army next year, I want to take the washing machine with me."

Song Xiwei: "Must take it. When you follow the army, you will only have more things to be busy with. Taking care of four children alone, neither the husband's family nor the mother's family is by your side, how can you be busy?"

Imagining Zhao Zhao helpless in the army, the iron lady's heart felt stagnant, and her worried brows twisted together.

"..." There is one thing I forgot to say," Lin Zhao swept her eyes over Song Xiwei, a flash of guilty conscience in her eyes.

"Say," Song Xiwei spat out a word.

"Your son-in-law said, let me find someone who lives at home to take with me, ask someone to help take care of the children, cook... Mother, do you have a suitable candidate? If you have one, push it to me," Lin Zhao said smilingly.

"Chenghuai let you say it? This matter was decided when you went to visit relatives?" Song Xiwei narrowed her eyes.

Lin Zhao blinked, "... Yes, I forgot to say."

Song Xiwei curled her fingers to knock her head, Lin Heling covered Zhao Zhao's forehead with quick eyes and fast hands.

The man smiled

Lin Zhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, feigning grievance, "Yes, yes, at that time I hadn't seen Father and Mother for several months; I had never been separated from Father and Mother for so long in my life. Seeing you, I forgot everything else."

Song Xiwei: "So now it's my fault."

Lin Zhao said in a coquettish tone, "I didn't mean that."

Not waiting for her mother to say anything more, she asked, "Mother, do you have a suitable candidate?"

"I actually do." Song Xiwei thought of her good friend's bitter-fated daughter who had been divorced, and said this, "If you can really take her away, it would be a different kind of fortune for her; saving a life is a great merit."

Lin Zhao looked curious, "Who is Mother talking about?"

Lin Shisheng interjected, "Who else could it be? You can count the people Mother is close to on one hand; of course, Mother is talking about Sister Hui from Aunt Qiao's family."

"What happened to Sister Hui?" Lin Zhao asked aloud.

She hadn't returned to her maiden home for a while, so she truly didn't know.

"Hui's husband is gone, and she was driven back to her maiden home by her in-laws. There are many people in the village gossiping, and she... I don't know how to say it, you'll know when you see her." Lin Shisheng didn't know how to put it, stammering and being vague.

Lin Zhao: "?"

Song Xiwei said, "Hui was worn down by the family she married into, and her temperament compared to before she was married... has changed a lot. She doesn't like to talk, doesn't like to go out, and is afraid when she sees people."

"But she is very efficient when doing chores at home."

Chen Yu also sympathized with Hui; they weren't many years apart in age, but because of the attitude of the husband's family, the two seemed like people of different generations.

She couldn't help but speak well of Hui, "Sister Hui is clean, cooks well, and is quiet and hardworking. If you really have the idea of finding someone to take care of the house, you might as well take her."

Lin Zhao didn't rush to express her stance, looking at her father and mother.

When it came to judging people, she trusted Lin Heling and Song Xiwei more.

"Hui is half a daughter to your mother; her character is reliable and trustworthy," Lin Heling said.

When looking for someone to live in, you must find someone with a reliable character, otherwise, if they report you, you won't even have a place to cry.

Song Xiwei nodded, "I can vouch for Hui's character, but there's no rush to decide this matter. Anyway, there's still time before you follow the army. You should spend time with Hui first to see if you get along. You are the one paying, so everything should be based on satisfying your needs."

Lin Zhao gave an 'en', "I know, we'll talk about it later."

Song Xiwei didn't say anything more; in her heart, she still hoped to see the girl she watched grow up leave the brigade and live a carefree life.

The family chatted and laughed, arriving at the Yuan family's place just in time.

Uncle Song didn't come, so the main force supporting the scene became the Lin family.

Taking advantage of her parents exchanging pleasantries with others, Lin Zhao, led by a Yuan family girl, came to the room where Yuan Xiang was.

The Yuan family's conditions were ordinary, and there were many people in the house, so it was impossible for everyone to have their own room, especially the girls; the Yuan girls all slept in one room.

The doors and windows were pasted with red 'double happiness' characters, and people were coming and going in the courtyard.

Lin Zhao stepped through the door, looked up, and saw a pair of red cheeks—it was Yuan Xiang, whose face had been made up by the makeup artist to look like a monkey's bottom.

"..."

After so many years, the makeup artist's level was as terrible as ever.

Her expression was slightly complicated.

"Zhaozhao, you're here." Yuan Xiang, sitting on the bed, waved at Lin Zhao.

"My father, mother, and brothers are all here," Lin Zhao said with a smile as she stepped forward. "Uncle is still recovering, and fearing he might get bumped on the road, he is still in the provincial capital and hasn't returned. Aunt asked my parents to apologize to you, saying that when they return, they will invite you and your brother-in-law to eat at our house."

Yuan Xiang hurriedly waved her hands, "It's fine, it's fine, I understand. Uncle's health is more important."

She pulled Lin Zhao to sit beside her.

"Zhaozhao, look... is my face too red? Is it weird?" Yuan Xiang felt a bit nervous, her heart thumping, as if it were about to jump out of her mouth.

"It is too red," Lin Zhao didn't deny it.

Sister Xiangxiang's original seven-point beauty, with the addition of this makeup, was left with only four points; the lethality was evident.

The makeup was wrong, and it made her look super old.

"Ah? Then what should I do?!" In her anxiety, Yuan Xiang rubbed her cheeks with the back of her hand, getting red all over her hand with one rub.

"..."

She fell silent for a moment, then said resentfully, "I said it was too red, but my mother said everyone is like this."

"If Sister Xiangxiang trusts me, why don't you wash off the makeup on your face, and I'll help you redo it?" Lin Zhao suggested. She hadn't done makeup for others before, but she thought that even if her level wasn't great, it would at least look better than this 'red-bottom' makeup.

"I trust you! I trust you!!" Yuan Xiang got up to wash her face, acting sneaky for fear of being caught by her mother.

After washing her face clean in a few moments, she sat back down, praising Lin Zhao, "Zhaozhao, you are the best at dressing up. If you do my makeup, I can be completely at ease."

Coming to the wedding banquet today, Lin Zhao hadn't dressed up much; she had tied a most ordinary braid and hadn't worn bright colors, just picking something that wasn't disrespectful.

The small bag she carried with her contained makeup supplies; they weren't as complicated as in later generations, but they had everything that was needed.

First, she used a small blade to shave off Yuan Xiang's excess eyebrows and wiped away the stray hairs, then applied the face cream she usually used. Yuan Xiang's nourished white skin immediately brightened, revealing a lustrous feel. Then, she dotted blush on her cheeks, patted it gently, used an eyebrow pencil to slightly shape her brows, and finally applied a lipstick that brought out her complexion without being exaggerated.

"All done." Lin Zhao was quite satisfied herself.

A girl of this age looks bright and lovely no matter what she puts on, not to mention that Yuan Xiang was the bride, carrying a sense of joy herself; today, she was the most beautiful girl.

Yuan Xiang went to the mirror to take a look; this mirror was a wedding gift from Lin Shisheng, and she liked it very much.

Looking at the person in the mirror, she froze, blankly touching her own face, feeling it was so unfamiliar.

"Is this me?"

"If it's not you, who is it?" Lin Zhao asked back with amusement.

"Zhaozhao, you did such a good job; I have never looked this good before," Yuan Xiang said gratefully.

"You were already good-looking to begin with; you look good no matter how you do your makeup," Lin Zhao said earnestly, standing behind Yuan Xiang and helping her redo her hair bun.

After finishing, she looked at it several times, "It's really beautiful; brother-in-law is going to stare straight at you."

Yuan Xiang's face felt hot, "Zhaozhao."

"What's there to be shy about? Who doesn't go through this?" Lin Zhao said with a smile, knowing her cousin's shy nature, and didn't say anything more.

She handed the lipstick she had used on Yuan Xiang to her, "Here, this lipstick is for you. You know how to use it, right? Apply it thinly; it really brings out your complexion and the color suits you well. Keep it, I have others."

Hearing that Zhaozhao had more, Yuan Xiang didn't refuse, "Thank you."

Just after saying thank you, Aunt Song entered the room.

Seeing Yuan Xiang's face, she froze, and after coming to her senses, her face was full of smiles, and she said loudly, "Beautiful! Xiangxiang's makeup looks beautiful!!"

Yuan Xiang held Lin Zhao's hand, "Zhaozhao did my makeup and helped me with my hair."

"Thank you for your hard work, Zhaozhao," Aunt Song said to Lin Zhao, her smile becoming much more sincere. Zhaozhao might be lazy, but her hands were truly clever, and she was good at reading; she did have her merits.

"It's no trouble," Lin Zhao said.

The Yuan family girls approached Yuan Xiang, peering at her face, trying to figure out where the problem had been.

"Sister Xiangxiang, I only found out today that you are actually this pretty. I originally thought you were the... least good-looking in our family."

"Sure enough, a person relies on clothes; when you really dress up, a toad can turn into a swan," Yuan Duo said sarcastically, her eyes filled with hatred.

Lin Zhao: "?" Is this something a cousin can say?

She glanced over, her voice slow and indifferent, filled with cold mockery, "Look at what you're saying..."

Attracting the gazes of the Yuan girls, she said, "My mother and my aunt are sisters. It is said that when they were young, they looked very much alike and were known far and wide as a pair of sister flowers. Sister Xiangxiang was born to my aunt, and I was born to my mother. Sister Xiangxiang and I must look similar. If you say Sister Xiangxiang is not good-looking... that means I am not good-looking. Open your eyes and look at me; am I not good-looking?"

The Yuan sisters saw a face with eyebrows and eyes like a painting.

That face had an extremely smooth contour, eyes that were bright and clear, standing there gracefully. Even with a plain, ordinary braid, she was beautiful enough to attract attention.

This fake smile of hers actually made people feel not a hint of dislike, but rather a feeling of "I really deserve to die; how could I say such unpleasant things."

It was also like seeing a ghost.

"Hmm?" Lin Zhao raised an eyebrow.

Yuan Xiang's ten-year-old cousin nodded, "Pretty."

"You have an eye for it," Lin Zhao said. "Sister Xiangxiang and I are sisters; she doesn't belong in the same category as 'not good-looking.' Whoever says she isn't good-looking is either blind or jealous."

Yuan Duo's face turned a shade of blue and black. She could imagine that from now on, not only the people of the Yuan family but also the people in the village would no longer say that Yuan Xiang looked ordinary.

Thinking that she could no longer unite with others to suppress Yuan Xiang, she hated her so much she gritted her teeth.